| About my TC Characters |
| Selfea: Full name: Seler' fea En'i'Taure Description: She is a Sylvan elf, approximately 5 feet tall. Her long, black hair reaches to her hips, and is held back from her face only by the tips of her elven ears. She has green, almond shaped eyes and a tanned complexion, typical to the Sylvan elves. Her age is indeterminable by looking, but she is still a youth by the standards of her people. Personality: Selfea greets all people with kindness but is not ignorant of the ways of the world. She is happy to help out those in need. Languages: Selfea speaks Common and Elven Her story: Selfea's name means "Spirit Sister". She is the daughter of an Elven lord, Tinadrieldur, and his wife Amiolia. She grew up travelling the forests of her people with her close kin and those others who chose to accompany them. As such, she saw many strange places and spent little time in the traditional elven city. As a result she is not as uncomfortable in places inhabited by other races as most Sylvan elves. Her father has a great wariness of a race who would build such inorganic cities as the Triad Cities seem to be. He sent Selfea to discover who these people are that have built so close to Sylvan lands. |
| Djarkin: Description: He is a human male, approximately 6.2" tall. He has shoulder length flaccid black hair which always falls in his eyes and obscures half his face. He has black, unforgiving eyes. He could be attractive if he bothered to make himself presentable. He is in his mid-20's. Personality: Djarkin, to put things simply, is an asshole. He has very little interest in anything going on around him, and will not initiate conversation. His responses tend to be insulting or derisive, or just plain rude. Languages: Djarkin speaks Common His story: Djarkin grew up in a fishing village, where his father was a drunkard having had an accident on his trawler leaving him incapable of working. His mother spent all her time either caring for his father or trying to earn a living. This left Djarkin pretty much to his own devices. Unlike many children, he did not join in with the local beggars children and learn the trades of the streets, instead he spent his days alone, stewing over all the wrongs done him by the world. In his mid teens his father finally succumbed to his injury and his mother packed them up and moved to her parents farm. Djarkin hated it there. He missed the ocean his father had loved terribly and decided this was one more thing the world owed him for. He grew bored with life on the farm and one day packed his few belongings and disappeared, without saying goodbye to his mother. His wanderings eventually led him to the TriadCity's which, while still far from the ocean, seemed to offer Djarkin some opportunity to repay the world for it's injustices. |
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| My maps The maps which used to be hosted here are now being hosted on the Triad City site. To access them please go here. You are also able to reward Selfea for her mapping by using the insite boxes. A fabulous idea, since that's how she spends most of her time in the world. As always, if you have any suggestions or think anything needs updating, please email me [email protected] Thanks! |